releases and he pulls it off. He
pulls me close, “Oh Mallory, you’re intoxicating.”
He starts nibbling at my ear and moves to my
neck. I move my hands down his back to his perfect ass. I put my
leg over his hip and push to roll him onto his back. I whisper in
his ear, “Dean, I really need you inside of me.”
He rolls over so he’s hovering on top of me
now. Wow, he’s strong. I guess he has been working out.
Dean pecks me on the lips, “I’ll be right
back.”
And I’m suddenly left alone on the bed, half
naked. I hear him rumbling downstairs, in the kitchen? Then there’s
running up the stairs and suddenly he is back on top of me,
slightly out of breath. He attacks my neck and grabs my tits, his
erection pushing into my leg. I arch my back in response to his
touch and grab his ass to pull him close – I want him inside,
now.
“Oh please Dean.”
I feel him smile on my neck and he moves onto
his side, putting the condom on. Dean’s hand goes for my pussy. I’m
so wet I can feel the moisture dripping down to my ass. He looks up
at me in surprise – fuck ya I’m ready for you. I have been since
yesterday. Dean positions himself on top and I hold my breath,
anticipating the feeling of him inside.
I spread my legs and wrap them around so my
feet rest under his perfect ass. He slowly enters me and I close my
eyes – the aching I had just had a moment ago has been filled and
it feels exquisite. Dean leans close and kisses me tenderly while
he slowly moves in and out. It’s like a massage simultaneously to
all my senses and I’m lost in him.
He picks up the intensity and I respond by
pulling him into me with my feet and rocking my hips so he can fuck
me deep. We stop kissing now, unable to keep up with the thrusting.
The angle is perfect for stimulating my clit and I pant as my body
tenses. Dean continues thrusting into me and it’s all too much – I
cry out and dig my nails into his back. Dean comes a moment later,
calling my name. He shudders and falls on me; cradling me under
him. My vagina is still contracting around him and I hold tight – I
never want to let go.
We stay like this until my body relaxes. He
then moves away, taking the condom off and blowing out the candles.
Dean pulls me to him and we snuggle, my head tucked under his chin.
We stay like this for awhile and I’m afraid I will fall asleep soon
if I don’t get up.
I contemplate leaving or staying. I slide out
of his grasp and he makes a small noise, but is otherwise still as
I walk into the bathroom. I shut the door and turn on the light,
feeling something I’ve never experienced before – intimidated by a
bathroom. I find what I need and clean up as best as I can before
emerging from the bathroom. I stand in the bathroom doorway for a
moment and let my eyes adjust to the darkness before looking for my
clothes. I hear Dean’s soft rhythmic breathing from the bed and am
pretty sure he is asleep. Quietly I search for my belongings. I
easily find my jeans and my socks, but rummage through a pile of
clothes on the floor looking for my underwear and shirt.
“What are you doing? Come back to bed.”
I hesitate a moment and then drop my clothes
and climb into bed next to Dean. He pulls me close and murmurs
something into my hair. I guess I’m sleeping here tonight.
Chapter
8
I’m awoken by the feeling of suffocation.
Dean is practically on top of me, his breath making my head hot. I
pull away a bit in order to look into his face. He’s absolutely
beautiful while he sleeps but last night was amazing and I want to
do it again. I lay back and snuggle closer, my back to his, and I
feel his hard-on on my ass. I know that this is just a biological
result of him being a 24 year old boy, but it still turns me on. I
push my ass into him and moan. Oh please wake up and fuck me!
Dean responds to my prodding and moves his
hand around my body and down my stomach to my clit. I moan some
more and push harder into his erection. Dean
pulls me close, “Oh Mallory, you’re intoxicating.”
He starts nibbling at my ear and moves to my
neck. I move my hands down his back to his perfect ass. I put my
leg over his hip and push to roll him onto his back. I whisper in
his ear, “Dean, I really need you inside of me.”
He rolls over so he’s hovering on top of me
now. Wow, he’s strong. I guess he has been working out.
Dean pecks me on the lips, “I’ll be right
back.”
And I’m suddenly left alone on the bed, half
naked. I hear him rumbling downstairs, in the kitchen? Then there’s
running up the stairs and suddenly he is back on top of me,
slightly out of breath. He attacks my neck and grabs my tits, his
erection pushing into my leg. I arch my back in response to his
touch and grab his ass to pull him close – I want him inside,
now.
“Oh please Dean.”
I feel him smile on my neck and he moves onto
his side, putting the condom on. Dean’s hand goes for my pussy. I’m
so wet I can feel the moisture dripping down to my ass. He looks up
at me in surprise – fuck ya I’m ready for you. I have been since
yesterday. Dean positions himself on top and I hold my breath,
anticipating the feeling of him inside.
I spread my legs and wrap them around so my
feet rest under his perfect ass. He slowly enters me and I close my
eyes – the aching I had just had a moment ago has been filled and
it feels exquisite. Dean leans close and kisses me tenderly while
he slowly moves in and out. It’s like a massage simultaneously to
all my senses and I’m lost in him.
He picks up the intensity and I respond by
pulling him into me with my feet and rocking my hips so he can fuck
me deep. We stop kissing now, unable to keep up with the thrusting.
The angle is perfect for stimulating my clit and I pant as my body
tenses. Dean continues thrusting into me and it’s all too much – I
cry out and dig my nails into his back. Dean comes a moment later,
calling my name. He shudders and falls on me; cradling me under
him. My vagina is still contracting around him and I hold tight – I
never want to let go.
We stay like this until my body relaxes. He
then moves away, taking the condom off and blowing out the candles.
Dean pulls me to him and we snuggle, my head tucked under his chin.
We stay like this for awhile and I’m afraid I will fall asleep soon
if I don’t get up.
I contemplate leaving or staying. I slide out
of his grasp and he makes a small noise, but is otherwise still as
I walk into the bathroom. I shut the door and turn on the light,
feeling something I’ve never experienced before – intimidated by a
bathroom. I find what I need and clean up as best as I can before
emerging from the bathroom. I stand in the bathroom doorway for a
moment and let my eyes adjust to the darkness before looking for my
clothes. I hear Dean’s soft rhythmic breathing from the bed and am
pretty sure he is asleep. Quietly I search for my belongings. I
easily find my jeans and my socks, but rummage through a pile of
clothes on the floor looking for my underwear and shirt.
“What are you doing? Come back to bed.”
I hesitate a moment and then drop my clothes
and climb into bed next to Dean. He pulls me close and murmurs
something into my hair. I guess I’m sleeping here tonight.
Chapter
8
I’m awoken by the feeling of suffocation.
Dean is practically on top of me, his breath making my head hot. I
pull away a bit in order to look into his face. He’s absolutely
beautiful while he sleeps but last night was amazing and I want to
do it again. I lay back and snuggle closer, my back to his, and I
feel his hard-on on my ass. I know that this is just a biological
result of him being a 24 year old boy, but it still turns me on. I
push my ass into him and moan. Oh please wake up and fuck me!
Dean responds to my prodding and moves his
hand around my body and down my stomach to my clit. I moan some
more and push harder into his erection. Dean
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